Somewhere Between Obsession And Compulsion Is Impulse.

It's A Lucky Man, A Very Lucky Man, Who Is Committed To What He Believes, Who Has Stifled Intellectual Detachment And Can Relax In The Luxury Of His Emotions - Like A Tipsy Traveller Resting For The Night At Wayside Inn.

Unrequited Love Is Not An Affront To Man But Raises Him.

Try To Be Forgotten. Go Live In The Country. Stay In Mourning For Two Years, Then Remarry, But Choose Somebody Decent.

Don't Be Sad, Don't Be Angry, If Life Deceives You! Submit To Your Grief - Your Time For Joy Will Come, Believe Me.

It Is Better To Have Dreamed A Thousand Dreams That Never Were Than Never To Have Dreamed At All.